1910
How's this for a sample of that old Dartmouth Tenner spirit! It's about Burt Miller who for a number of years has been living in Baton Rouge, Miss., and going back and forth to have operations at the Veterans' Hospital, in New Orleans, and who underwent his 10th operation late in April (tenth for a loyal Tenner). But between hospital trips, he became an Ivy League scout in the home town, and got a line on at least one representative from each of the Ivy League members. Just before leaving for the 10th operation, Burt got the group to meet at his home and they formed the Ivy League Association of Baton Rouge. Burt says there are 73 Ivy League families in the town. In spite of all his hospitalization the old spirit has meant a lot to him and this activity in promoting the new organization in a section of the country where alumni of Southern colleges predominate is the happy result of his undying enthusiasm for Dartmouth. We sincerely hope that by the time this is read by Tenners, Burt will have been through a successful and encouraging bit of surgery. And this same wish goes for his wife, Lillie, who is booked for further hospitalization.
Clif Edgerly, retired eight years ago, after 37 years of teaching, says he is really enjoying life in Randolph, N.H. He writes:
Each year is better than the preceding. No bells to regulate my every act, so I can and do just as I darned please whenever and wherever I desire. This winter to date, there have been 93½ inches of snow to clear by hand on a 450-ft. incline from the house to US 2, but I can still take it. I am. reading and studying rather widely along historical and literary lines of the 16th Century, for which I could never find time during my teaching career. There are very few Dartmouth men in this remote New Hampshire district. Would be delighted to exhibit what I consider the most superb view of the Presidential Range, and to conduct a tour of the region.
Suggestion to Clif: Meet a bunch of Tenners in Hanover when we are there for ail informal reunion, and see if you can sell some of them on this grand view and tour.
A postcard arrived some time ago, indicating that Don and Ethel Bryant visited the Canal Zone following their visit with Tenners in Florida. The scene on the card shows the Hope Botanical Gardens, Jamaica, B.W.I., and Don wrote, "This is not our garden in Chicago." A message on his dues remittance states that Chad Chadbourne is "hibernating in Belfast, Me., again." "Sorry to be late with the ante, for I would not add one gray hair to your lofty brow." This was written to Treasurer Jess Wilson. "Your correspondent," as the newswriters say it, does not own a "lofty brow" unless Chad means one from which the hair of fifty years ago has definitely receded. Jess tells us that early in April Tenners began packing up for the return trip to the north country. A farewell dinner was held, attended by Tenners Larry Bankart, MacKendall, Andy Scarlett, Hal Benjamin, Jess and all the wives. Some later additions to that large group of Tenners who spent some time in the Florida sunshine this past winter are the Allen Dorrs, the Jim Porters and the Wayland Woods. There were so many Tenners down there that we have lost count.
You may recall that argument between Thayer Smith and Herb Wolff, when Thayer challenged all comers to show a better record concerning the number of sons who are Dartmouth men. There was a legal technicality involved (Attorney Herb saw to that!), so we'll pass over the argument. This is to tell about two of Thayer's sons. His 5th son, Donald '51 is getting his M.D. from Leland Stanford this June, has been accepted for his internship at Presbyterian Hospital, New York City and will be married in June. The 6th son, Samuel, will have been graduated from Dartmouth, the Sunday before our informal reunion. He will study for medicine at Rochester Medical and he, too, will be married in June.
As this is being written, Herb and I are getting set to go to Hanover for the Class Officers' conferences. Herb is slated to preside at the group meeting of Bequest & Estate Planning Chairmen. If the weatherman cooperates we will have on the general program baseball games with Cornell and Co* lumbia. When Andy Scarlett is back in Hanover he will be living temporarily on Woodrow Road. Not being acquainted with the streets and roads of the newer Hanover, I suggest that when in Hanover and contemplating a call on Andy and Bertha, you will be wise to go to 8 No. Balch St. for directions to Woodrow Road. Andy reported from Florida that Hal Benjamin had everything set for the start of his new and permanent home down there. Hal is closing up in Minnesota and expects to get into the Florida home in November.
From John Ferguson '15, we have receiveda clipping from the society page of the TulsaTribune commenting upon our CongressmanTenner, Eck Hiestand. It indicates that Eckand his wife, Berenice, when they movedfrom Oklafioma to California, surely had thegoodwill of the community. The clipping:
The Eck Hiestands are still enjoying active lives as they did when they lived in Tulsa while he was manager of Sears. They moved from here to Los Angeles where he managed a large store for the same company until; retirement time - but he didn't retire in the strict sense.
Instead he ran for and was elected to Congress. He has since been reelected every other year as a Republican member from a district that is evenly divided between the two major parties.
But what we started out to chronicle is that he and Berenice are just back from their "own-expense" tour of Europe . . . Eck's letter to his constituents tells how they drove 7,000 miles in 10 countries, "met ambassadors, consuls, finance ministers and farmers, small shopkeepers and truck drivers" and found "almost universally, respect for and sincere faith in the future."
Travel didn't end for Eck when he got back, for his letter says he has since turned out 2,800 miles in his own district, reporting on his trip and Washington, and, we hope, campaigning for re-election.
Whit and Karen Eastman en route to Hawaii had a variety of reunions in the San Francisco section, as the following from our Coast Correspondent shows:
After a season of birdwatching on the eastern seaboard, Whit and Karen Eastman took wing to Hawaii in March where they ran up further high scorings in the sport of listing the unusual and the rare in birdland. Ever a most agreeable cuss, Easty consented to view some of the mundane features of the Pacific's Paradise but was somewhat discomfited to discover that the hula dancers' flapping grass skirts scared away most of the birds. The Eastmans flew into San Francisco April 15 to be greeted by Ken and Ora Phelps fresh from viewing the opening game shut-out victory of the Giants over the Los Angeles Dodgers. Inasmuch as Ken, before retirement from Minneapolis, had been proselyted into birdwatching by Whit, he had scouted and laid out a series Ox semi-sanctuarial bird trails through the Alpine Hills (near Menlo Park) upon one of which he has set up his delightful manorial home. As it happens, Easty is directing construction of a new home on a hillsite near Minneapolis and thus has the inspiration and guidance of all that is good in California architecture, including the very latest in birdhouses. Also by some manner of remote control, Easty was in touch with the booming 2,275 acre Valley Park industrial development, fifteen minutes drive from Minneapolis, of which he is executive director. Just how this high powered dynamo, known to Tenners coast-to-coast as Yeasty-Easty, turns out the chores he does is partially explained when one meets Karen, the balance wheel of the whole machine, and also learns that for them the day starts at 5 a.m. with a hop, skip and a jump into birdland. At any rate they added to their lengthy list of "Birds-Seen" by a neat 103 while guests of the Phelps' for some half-dozen days.
Ken, among other planned side trips, had Easty as his guest at the weekly Fly Trap restaurant luncheon of Dartmouth alumni where they were joined by locals Dick Carpenter and Fletch Rogers. Introduction of the visitors proved a high point of the session, and shared the interest occasioned by the presence of one of the gift-campaign field workers from Hanover.
A letter from Whit tells of meeting the Tenners on the Coast. About Dick Carpenter he writes: "Carp is the same old spark plug and there never was a more loyal D-man. He keeps in touch with everybody and everything." About Fletch Rogers he says, "Fletch was bothered with a throat infection which has him worried." Keith Pevear reported some time ago: "Going strong in the antique business." So any Tenners interested in this field, looking for such-like, will do well to drive around and locate Pevy in Marblehead, Mass. At the moment we have no other Tenner's line for a plug. So 'til next fall — no more MAGAZINE "Coiyum."
"A Wah Hoo Wah for Russ"
DEAR MR. EDITOR:
Together with Professor Andy Scarlett and his good wife, Bertha, and also with Russ Meredith's charming wife, Gladys, I was privileged to attend the ceremony at the Class Officers Meetings held at Hanover early this month, when Russ Meredith, 1910's President-Secretary, Newsletter Editor, etc., was given the award for this year's outstanding Class Secretary.
Knowing Russ, as we all do so well, he probably would prefer to give space to the birth of someone's umpty-ump grandchild rather than give a line or two about himself in the ALUMNI MAGAZINE'S 1910 Class Notes. Bertha, Andy and myself, - yes, I will include Gladys, too, - were mighty proud of this great and deserved honor to Russ and our Class, and we want all Tenners to know about it and give a lusty Wah-Hoo-Wah for Russ.
Secretary, 501 Cannon PL, Troy, N.Y.
Class Agent, 8 N. Balch St., Hanover, N.H.
